Don't Take My Ganja - Hirie

Every time he comes my way he trips on the bottom step

Dusting off his worn-out coat he looks for me everywhere

A tension I can feel

Open hands that steal without a care

If the truth be told

I don’t care much for your gold

I tell the man in uniform, loot the jewels from the master, yeah

You can take anything you want but don’t take my ganja

Break my bank and leave me broke

No money’s going to make me rich

You find me mad — I’m not concerned

Be gone mister with all of it

This pleasure I can feel

With open lungs that heal with every rip

I thank my lucky star

For OG Kush para fumar

I tell the man in uniform, loot the jewels from the master, yeah

You can take anything you want but don’t take my ganja

Halo — I know I am no angel but I do not condone your ways

And aye-yo if stealing’s your religion then in karma I’ll invest my faith

Halo — I know I am no angel but I do not condone your ways

And aye-yo if stealing’s your religion then in karma I’ll invest my faith

I tell the man in uniform, loot the jewels from the master, yeah

You can take anything you want but don’t take my ganja